Charlie Hickey - Month of September lyrics
[Charlie Hickey - Month of September lyrics]
It's okay, it's okay
You don't have to get back to me right now
'Cause I know you've got school
And your radio show to think about
Well, I've got nothing going on
But that's only for the month of September
In a few weeks
We’re going back in to the studio
We're gonna finish the record
Until then, until then
I'll just be making smoothies and thinkin'
Until then, until then
I'll be turning off movies and breathin'
Well sometimes, sometimes
You just gotta ask someone if you're alright
But nobody knows and if they did
They'd probably lie
It's all just a big blue emergency room
It's never your turn yet
No one can tell you what the
Hell is wrong with you
Makin' just enough money to get yourself
To work in the mornin'
And just wait for the day when you're
Finally a rock 'n roll band
And you're only as strong as the
Last nice thing that somebody said
All it takes
All it takes is a little bit of rain
For those words
For those words to just wash away
It's all just a big blue emergency room
It's never your turn yet
No one can tell you what the
Hell is wrong with you
Wanna drive through the old neighborhood
Looking in people's windows
Dioramas of families eatin' dinner
And watchin' TV sometimes I think I do
But I don't wish that I was a kid again
I just want something good to be coming
I want it to always be almost Christmas
Always be almost Christmas
Always be almost Christmas, hmm
You don't have to get back to me right now
'Cause I know you've got school
And your radio show to think about
Well, I've got nothing going on
But that's only for the month of September
In a few weeks
We’re going back in to the studio
We're gonna finish the record
Until then, until then
I'll just be making smoothies and thinkin'
Until then, until then
I'll be turning off movies and breathin'
Well sometimes, sometimes
You just gotta ask someone if you're alright
But nobody knows and if they did
They'd probably lie
It's all just a big blue emergency room
It's never your turn yet
No one can tell you what the
Hell is wrong with you
Makin' just enough money to get yourself
To work in the mornin'
And just wait for the day when you're
Finally a rock 'n roll band
And you're only as strong as the
Last nice thing that somebody said
All it takes
All it takes is a little bit of rain
For those words
For those words to just wash away
It's all just a big blue emergency room
It's never your turn yet
No one can tell you what the
Hell is wrong with you
Wanna drive through the old neighborhood
Looking in people's windows
Dioramas of families eatin' dinner
And watchin' TV sometimes I think I do
But I don't wish that I was a kid again
I just want something good to be coming
I want it to always be almost Christmas
Always be almost Christmas
Always be almost Christmas, hmm